Carlisle's boyfriend is young, sweet, and sexy-but he's also incredibly shy. Can Carlisle take him out his shell? "No, Baby, none of that," I tell him, bracing myself with one hand so I can pull the other away from his eyes. "I'm gonna take good care of you, and I want you to look at me. Look at Daddy while i fuck you."

𝗛𝗮𝗻𝘂 𝗔𝗸𝗶 was always destined to be alone. The lone guardian of the Quileute Tribe. The silent protector of La Push. The guide of countless warriors. A teacher to generations. A witness to centuries. He shouldered his brother's heavy responsibility. Bore the wishes and dreams of his people from centuries past. Endured the unstoppable march of time that eroded his soul. He was never in this life for peace. Until the day he saw golden eyes and a gentle smile-and everything changed. 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗹𝗲 𝗖𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 was impervious to human blood, an anomaly among his kind-a vampire who chose to heal rather than harm. For centuries, he embraced his solitude, content with the family he built, the friendship he shared with Esme, and the quiet purpose his work brought him. It wasn't perfect, but it was enough. It was peaceful. He never expected his stagnant eternity to stir again. Not until glacier eyes and a charming grin sauntered in and shattered everything he thought he knew.

"Don't-Don't touch me," In which Noah Harden despised being touched and is dragged in front of three thrones. Noah took one look at those blinking red eyes and was certain he'd made a mistake in vacationing in Volterra. That is, until he realised the creatures were immune to his particular gift. Noah had no place in the world until he met them... Caius Volturi Boy X Boy 09/05/2021 - 03/12/2022 Word Count: 46,308 I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT

Jasper Whitlock spent a hundred years feeling the emotions of others, drowning in a sea of chaotic thirst and guilt. He was the Major, the strategist, the monster in the dark. Then he met Aurelia Swan. She wasn't just a human; she was the silence he had prayed for. Bound by a secret marriage and a supernatural tether that linked their souls, Jasper and Aurelia built a sanctuary in the rain. But peace is a luxury the Cullens cannot afford. As threats loom from nomadic trackers, vengeful redheads, and ancient ruling covens, the couple is pushed to their breaking point. This is the story of a love that survived the abandonment of New Moon, the violence of Eclipse, and the fires of transformation in Breaking Dawn. It is the story of a soldier finding his home, and a girl becoming a queen.

"I ate a platypus once, so." "You ate Perry?!" In which Edward Cullen isn't the only one who suddenly needs to adjust his immortal life to that of a human girl. And Carlisle might just have to put in a little more effort and patience into this relationship than his son had to. And if yearning had a shape, it would look awfully a lot like me.

"It's a rotten world we live in." How a man chases his madness. ( Twilight & New Moon ) ( 2019 © Baraatheon )

Luna, a young girl who lives in the small town of Forks, lives a basic and quiet life taking every day as it comes. However, that basic life changes when a strange family arrives in town, having moved from Alaska and becomes a large part of her life. (The first in a Jasper Hale series) I don't own Twilight and I don't own any of the characters apart from Luna, the main character. Best ranks #2 Edward Cullen (23/06/2018) #1 Jasper Hale (18/06/2018) #3 Jasper Cullen (21/06/2018) #4 Rosalie Cullen (09/07/2018) #3 Twilight (06/08/2018)

Seventeen-year-old Wren McKinley has spent her whole life tucked into the shadowy hollers of West Virginia, raised on whispered warnings, ghost stories, and superstitions that most modern folks have long forgotten. But after the sudden death of her parents, Wren is uprooted - sent to live with her aunt in the cold, gray town of Forks, Washington, where the mist clings too long and the trees watch too closely. Wren doesn't fit in with the rain-soaked kids at Forks High. Her red hair, thick Appalachian accent, and quiet, steel-edged stubbornness set her apart. But it's not just homesickness gnawing at her stomach. It's the way the air sharpens when she walks past the pale-skinned Cullens. The way her grandmother's old charms hum against her skin when one particular Cullen - Jasper Hale - sets his golden eyes on her. Wren knows evil when she sees it. And Jasper Hale? He's death dressed in a school uniform. Jasper Hale X OC Enemies to Lovers twilight - breaking dawn Warning: mature themes

Jasper Hale was born to blood and war. He had worn the uniform of the Union, carried the weight of slaughter across centuries, and buried himself in the Cullens' false salvation. But guilt is a brand deeper than any scar, and when he nearly lost himself in Bella Swan's blood, Jasper knew he couldn't stay. He fled north, into the cold. Into exile. Into Montana. Elkhorn Ranch was meant to be penance. A place where the days were carved out of ice and bone, where silence pressed down heavier than the snow. He came there as a ghost, another drifter with calloused hands and eyes too old to meet. But fate had already marked him. Wyatt Rose Uley was branded long before Jasper laid eyes on her. Born in La Push, she had carried the weight of an absent father, a brother who turned into something monstrous after she ran, and a mother who had nothing left to give. Wyatt carved her own way out-eighteen years old, a duffel bag and a sharp tongue, rodeo summers and brutal winters that kept her alive. She was fire and grit. He was ash and ruin. And when they met, the world shifted. What began as barbs in the frozen dark bled into something more dangerous: a hunger that burned hotter than the firewood in the bunkhouse stove. He called her Rosebud when she spat curses at him. She called him pretty boy when she should have called him predator. They bickered, they laughed, and somewhere between, they bled into each other. He thought he had come to Montana to disappear. She thought she had come to Montana to survive. But Alice Cullen had already seen it-the long winter nights, the stars stretched like scars across the sky, the moment Jasper Hale would meet the woman who would undo him. Some bonds are forged in blood. Some loves are carved out of ruin. And some fires brand you forever. This is Branded. A Southern Gothic tale of ghosts, cowboys, and a love too sharp to let go.

Liora Clementine Crawford is not the quiet new girl. She's got wildfire hair, sharp blue eyes, and a voice like golden hour - loud, warm, and a little too honest. She paints on everything she owns, makes mixtapes like spells, and has no patience for the stares of small-town boys. When her mother - a chaotic artist - drags the family to Forks chasing "inspiration," and her mystery-writer father sets up shop to write his next novel, Liora figures she'll survive senior year the same way she always does: laughing too loud and pretending not to care. Then she meets Edward Cullen. Cold. Quiet. Perfect in the way Greek statues are perfect - carved, haunted, untouchable. He looks at her like she's a problem he can't solve. Like he's afraid to breathe too close. And for good reason. Because Edward Cullen - monster, mind-reader, forever seventeen - just met his mate. And she's not soft-spoken or submissive or safe. She's sunlight. All color and noise and soul. And he has no idea how to handle a girl made of fire when all he's ever known is shadow. She doesn't fall for him immediately. She calls him out. She jokes. She paints him without asking. And every time he tries to read her mind, all he hears is music and color and light. Liora isn't afraid of monsters. But Edward's afraid of her. Because fate gave him exactly what he needed. And now he has to become someone who deserves her.